He was poison,
she was pure.
Everything about her,
laced in naivety and innocence.
He may as well have been the devil,
intent of stripping her of everything she knew.
She wanted something different;
desperate to know what it was like,
being like him.
And she craved crazy,
because hell;
she was crazy for him.
Feb 5, 2018
Feb 5, 2018 at 11:39 AM UTC
You've fed my desires, but this hurts too much. With every thought of you; my heart slowly blackens.
It was just supposed to be physical and my biggest mistake was feeling more for you than you'd ever be willing to feel for me.
I don't know how it happened, but I fell for you - hard. I love your laugh, your smile, and your unexplainable talent to get on my nerves. I worry about you too, you know?
Every time I'm not with you, hoping you're okay; because I care.
I wish I didn't, believe me - it would make things so much easier. But unfortunately that's not the situation I face.
I just want to be there for you and see you get everything you could ever want in life - even if that doesn't include me.
Apr 24, 2017
Apr 24, 2017 at 7:17 PM UTC
Iv'e sewn myself shut.
In a desperate attempt,
To seal myself off.
From you.
Mar 3, 2017
Mar 3, 2017 at 1:23 PM UTC
Some make plans to escape
Some just watch it burn
Feb 22, 2017
Feb 22, 2017 at 6:50 PM UTC
If we're not fated
to be in this life, then I'll
meet you in the next.
Feb 22, 2017
Feb 22, 2017 at 6:46 PM UTC
I live in a constant state of detachment;
Desperately seeking feeling.
Feeling of any kind.
Feb 22, 2017
Feb 22, 2017 at 6:43 PM UTC
I think a lot of thoughts,
At 4am.
And I only ever think of you.
Feb 22, 2017
Feb 22, 2017 at 3:59 AM UTC
As much as I want to believe you’ve changed, I know the reality of the situation is, you haven’t.
You’re the same beautifully, ****** up boy I knew those many months before. You scare me.
And now I'm endlessly self-destructing, on your account.
Jan 28, 2017
Jan 28, 2017 at 11:39 AM UTC
He continued to sing sweet ideas of romance into her eager ears and when she finally allowed her heart to flutter and butterflies to dance in her stomach, he would leave. It was a never ending cycle she wished she could stop. But at the end of the day, when she was crying every last tear out of her swollen eyes, she would close them and relive every single memory they’ve had together, allowing her to feel like she was with him, when in fact, she was farther away from him than she ever was.
Jan 28, 2017
Jan 28, 2017 at 11:29 AM UTC